It seems that i've had a bit of a revelation.
Fear of losing people i love, is what keeps me from opening up.
Fear of not being in control, is what drives me back and forth, from addiction to addiction.
Fear of not being loved, is what drives me to lie.
All in all, i'm afraid.
But there's another side of me.
that part wants to be the model daughter.
best friend.
granddaughter.
wants to be a trophy girlfriend, golden student.
But what will happen, when, not if, but when, one half of me tears the other to shreds?
and which part will survive?
Is the real me, somewhere between the two?
and who should i trust?
who should i be?
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